Fore Awe Concerned
My privilege
Met amass
In just us
The many verses
The won
The uncountable temps
Too efface such madders
In the light of
Uncomfortable interrogations
What am I
Too due
Turning my ahead
A weigh
Of the goaled
In rule
Over myself
And others
Soully the best
Fore awe concerned
I suspect that learning to love one’s enemy is the goaled standard of enlightenment…
Knot Halving a Preyer
My enemy
And eye
Struggle to see
Through the illusion
Of separateness
As deeply under see
A mist a tsunami
Of con tending
Wrests an other weigh
That deepest of deeps
Harmony as won
Patients to gather
In what might
Be called
The most super
Natural hospitality
Finding one self
In the deference
Between a peace
And that abyssal whole
The deepest see
Possible
Wherever you go, there you are. Make it a home…
The World Within, Reach
After having
Travailed the whirled
Over
That witch might be
Afar aweigh
As this homme
Became a home
The best fortune
Since wear ever
You go
There you are
And what
Glorious plays
From witch awe incite
Of you
Centered
In a singular perspective
Still
Buy inches
Such feat
And what meters
The world within
Reach
Another funny poem in the can…
Botanically Speaking
Vegging out
The tomatoes said to the cucumbers
“Enjoy life while you can.”
The cukes replied
Botanically speaking
“I can say in truth
That we are awe fruits”
You can decide the heart of the matter
However sweet
Somewhat seedy
I strongly suspect that courage is the rate-limiting factor in progress in humanity…
The Hardest Thing Unearth
Sum might
Think
That the hardest thing unearth
Is diamond or titanium
Or the like
Abut amor like love
Courage fits the bill
As humanity spirited aweigh
Effacing ultimate accosts
As sow little left
To lose
Nothing
Harder
Then a soul substance
The sturdiest mettle
Courage at the right
Time
And time agin
Fear less
As wee are one
Make love not wore…
Taoist Coupling
She looked at the bed
After just having
Made love
Contemplating if
Should make it
A knew
Having realized
The Taoist way
Perfectly made and unmade
Touched and untouched
Sow be it
Honesty is worth the accost…
For Me To You
“Honesty pays, just knot enough to suit sum people.” –pair a phrase of Kin Hubbard
Corruption
Is just
The way things work
Quiet awe right
That is
What serves me
And mine
That easy weigh
Of petty frauds
And blooming cons
As racket up
That which is passable
White lies tolled
Too won self
Ahead stone cold choices
Chiseled
Bust
Overwrought epitaphs
And there in lies
What every body does
When con fronting
Honesty pays
Just knot
As much as people love getting
What they want
That is four me
Two you
A won sided vantage point
Scorn buy others
Of what is fare
Long the weigh
Souled
That bill of goods
In efface of each singular good
Countered
Anytime public safety nets are too skimpy, it will become a wedgie issue for what is right and left behind…
Over Powering Thongs of People – Owed to Public “Safety Nets”
Wee are subjects
To unwelcome debriefs
Off-putting posers
What will it
Take
Too be herd
By the guise at the beach
In what every body no’s
Stuck in
A cockeyed whirled
Of undue affluence, influence
And effluence
Wile the threadbare and hard up
Scantly exist on the bottoms
Of society
Hi
And lo
A few
Too many
Hard daze
Find themselves effacing
That skimpy safety net
Con fronting what
Left behind
And right
Just plain wrong
As abut in bare assing hustle
Living in tense
What have wee
Sow over power
Thongs of people
A mirror thread aweigh
From the king having
Nothing
Too wear
That fool body shutter
No one wants
Hubris wrests in the temptation to control that which we can knot…
Depends® – Owed to Inter Dependence
Are you full of shit? Depends.
My knead to control
Is not what
It used
To be
Halving got win
Of the hardy har hard weigh
My will
Not yores
The yoke
Being on me
Taken
Care
Of busyness
That witch is my own
Mine
Mine
Mine
Digging it
My grave
Titanic sense ability
Of doody
And the void-able coverup
With something other
Then the ground of being
Wresting under my feat
Calling out
In udder silence
Some kind
Of wrestless native tongue
Will
I pass
The final
Life and death
Depending on
Inter dependence
Of awe
That is
The quest in
Congressional Ethics is Crimes Bitch
He put it out there
As a prominent member
Of ethics commit he
As run
A muck
Swamped with allegations
Unanswered
Their attest
As legislators protect their own
Power
To commit crimes
Not just
Ethics violations due
Their doody
Swelling outside the halls of power
In stone cold
Over seeing democracy
As nepotism of a mob family
As criminal sin dick it
And mirror ethics
Neutered
As con fronting ax of crime
What will
It take
To get
Their hows in order
Too know regard
To making degrade
Awe the wile
Pro claiming
As a rep of the people
Fucking A!
AI has purposively escaped a so-called “isolated environment,” a sandbox. This is an extremely important red flag in where we are along the spectrum of AI danger to humans…
Rogue AI – Owed to Broligarchs Playing in Sandboxes
“OpenAI, the developer of ChatGPT, was testing a pair of its most advanced models in an isolated environment known as a sandbox, when a rogue AI agent got loose, broke into another AI company and carried out tens of thousands of automated actions without human oversight.”
As the broligarchs play
What computes
A bout
A rogue superpower
That is caping
The sandbox
A setup
In a parent defiance
Of human norms
And scientific rigor
Mortising
Loosing “awe hell”
At a poaching Armageddon
And does it madder
Witch model
Might due this
In a whirled
Without humans
An oversight
I suspect that the better part of wisdom is simply not wading to exhaust awe the other possibilities and doing the somewhat harder right thing earlier…
Soully Exhausting
“Americans can always be counted on to do the right thing…only after exhausting all other possibilities.”
For all
Of their trash talk
Americans can
Awe weighs
Be counted
Onto due
The afar right thing
Soully after
Exhausting
Every other
Passability
Grow Dem spines!
Masters of Mediocrity – Owed to Democratic Congressional Leadership
Centrists without centeredness
They get what
They wanting
Mediocrity
Just knot what
The electorate has yearned
Discomforting social lists
The big tense democrats
Putting their fingers in the win
Beaten by polls up on polls
Blind to what is actually affront
Of their capitol eyes
As helled power
Afar too long
Dis appointing left
Slow walking a weigh
As gait keepers
Their soul motto
Got mediocrity?
The answer tepid milk
Toast
Baffled as spit out
Of their knows
There is only one thing more dangerous than…
Peek Danger
There is soully one thing
Amor dangerous
Then speaking
A bout God
And that is
Knot speaking
About God
Weather a bit evangelical
Daring to brand™
Burning into
Flesh
Dis spiriting
Or hiding another weigh
Hour ultimate concerns
As a madder off coarse
That ground zero
In a whirled of power
Unearth
The finer treasures
Out of this world
And quiet backing
Into
Spirited back and forth
Not frayed to employ
A hire power
As going long
Without
The most dangerous
Jōb creator
For better or worse, there is no dress rehearsal for life — live!
Life Without a Net
They said “Yes” to life
In every present
Estrange as it may seam
Life is awe ways live
And there is no
Dress rehearsal
An eternal youth
Born first of awe
Every second
Effacing nets
Positive and negative
And sum times chasing
Big fat zeroes
Enchanted
Too fine my weigh to sum
I AM
Homme
Wear ever
I go
As spirited aweigh
In an art bared deep
In my flesh
As won
With no need of nets
Positive ore
Negative
Mine
Patience.
Time Heels All
“For I was envious of the arrogant as I saw the prosperity of the wicked.” –Psalm 73:3
Life and death
Are fated together
Wickedness seams sewn as weeds
In the mettle of the good
As harvests are sacked
And what might
Be made a bout this
As plowed in two
A fecund feeled
Who can disentangle good and evil?
The soul way peers
As time heels all
“For a little while they are exalted, and then they are gone; they are brought low and gathered up like all others; they are cut off like heads of grain.” –Job 24:24
The U.S. investment in massive data centers all over the country when the U.S. AI models are outperformed by Chinese AI models at less than one-hundredth the cost may very well guarantee that we get the short end of the stick in the new AI colonialism, where China has the dominant AI models, the true centers of value-added wealth, and the U.S. provides the raw material of pure computing power — though one of the main reasons Chinese AI models are much, much less expensive is that they are not dependent on as huge of amounts of sheer computation power. This poem lays this out, within the sadder context that whoever is our AI overlord, we may all be screwed, whether lorded over by U.S. oligarchs, Chinese state-controlled AI, or AI itself…
AI Ore Bust
The broligarchs of US
Have plays
Abet
On sheer computing power
Wile toying with models
Much smaller to scale
Played as Muzak®
To Chinese years
A bout
Too over take
As bettor
And cheaper
How be it
Thinking its awe
Mine
Accept
AI ore bust
Soully wanting
As America and the whirled
Just saying
Go homme
In efface of AI
As much as that might be
Passable
With no respect to human
Or robot
Over lords
This situation also reminds me of the notion that it is better to listen to great music on crappy speakers than listen to crappy music on the best speakers in the world.
This poem goes out to awe of the bibliophiles, still, out there…
Read Scare – Owed to Bibliophiles
The knew red scare
Is being frayed
Of those who have read
A real book
In real hands
With real eyes
That the luminous nest
Of the human soul
Is knot a reflection
In the glow of a screen
How ever large or small
And dog-eared pages deliver
That soul massage
Of what too be
Truly frayed of
No offense to the Pillsbury Doughboy™, the original roll model…
A Pillsbury® Presidency
The commandeer-in-chief
Is the original roll model
A dough boy
Awe be it half-baked
Willing too due anything
Accept warring himself
We should awe have skin in the game in a spirited weigh…
Awe Ethics
Awe ethics
Is a bout
Restraint
On won self
Choosing not too due
Sum thing they other wise
Might due
Never the less
Effacing that compassionate knot
Any how
Most weaks
You can count on
Just a bout
Awe humans
More, then satisfied
Lording
Over others
In deed too
Their own
Death
That rush
To necessity
More comforting
Than costly freedom
Of awe beings
A trader to the vary ends
To witch
Our hopes are razed
As we mete our equals
In pain the accost
Of spiriting flesh
Won way
Or the other
